This day did not start well, what with the trailer having its license plate stolen, then Lunar getting out of the SUV at the above-pictured rest stop (yes, really, that’s the inside of a rest stop in Indiana) and making a break for it. The day just got worse from there – I’m surprised we were speaking to one another by the end of it.
I was always getting up last on the trip, so Dad had gone outside and seen the problem with the trailer before I was even out of the shower. That, combined with a distinct lack of coffee and absolutely horrific and grossly expensive breakfast put him in a nasty mood, and he took it out on his driving, nearly getting into accidents several times (once nearly involving my mother and me). Then, to top things off, I needed to change the water for the cats, and had restrained Toledo – the one always trying to get out. Lunar had been cowering and never trying to get out, so I paid little attention, which was my mistake. Lunar leapt from the car and made a mad dash for it.
Now, in this area, in addition to having funky airport rest stops, the freeway is simply adjacent – there is no wall, no ditch, no nothing. Just a short stretch of grass, then speeding cars. Which is right where Lunar darted. Thankfully, he turned and ran under the trailer, by which time I had gotten my parents attention and Toledo back inside. Mom ended up capturing Lunar, grabbing him by the tail, which was a painful sight to see. He’d also managed to break a few nails, probably when trying to get away from Mom.
That was my stress of the day, probably the trip. It was hell, terror, and I couldn’t imagine watching him getting hit by a car. Thankfully, it didn’t happen. He got a lot of cuddling later that night, when he felt like being near me.
Anyhow, this was the roughest day, the day before finishing the trip, which I think might be rather normal. And, there are some inside jokes in this particular set of pictures,… hope you enjoy them, mystery person they’re for. 😉